Says the one who took off without any warning and called it a race once he was ahead.
[She flashes him a wry grin and trudges through the water towards the shore, turning her attention briefly to the little cove that they've been brought to. The sand is soft and white, the water a clear, greenish blue, palm trees stretching up towards the sky, and in the center of it all is a small pool.]
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[She flashes him a wry grin and trudges through the water towards the shore, turning her attention briefly to the little cove that they've been brought to. The sand is soft and white, the water a clear, greenish blue, palm trees stretching up towards the sky, and in the center of it all is a small pool.]
It's so pretty here... and quiet.